People of the martial world may still yearn for tales of romance and heroes and beauties, but in the cultivation world, one must detach from worldly affairs, sever familial and emotional ties, and comprehend their own path. Especially in their demonic sect, those who cultivate through carnal acts do so only for physical needs, seeking to absorb others’ vital essence, not for lingering, passionate love stories.

Let alone Edward Morgan, who follows the path of slaughter, never tainted by desires for men or women—how could he, how could he possibly read "Tortured Love: You Are My Unchanging Only" for seven days and nights!

He didn’t understand, couldn’t comprehend, but James Walker is the Demon Lord’s protector, Edward Morgan’s most loyal subordinate. He once swore that before James Walker dies, he would never allow Edward Morgan to suffer the slightest harm. If anyone wants to kill Edward Morgan, they must kill James Walker first.

So even knowing that the Lord was reading a romance novel instead of cultivating in seclusion, James Walker still held his sword and silently, silently stood guard outside the cultivation chamber door, never leaving his post.

Separated by a single door, inside the room, Edward Morgan put down the book, his palm hovering over the cover, as if about to smash it with one blow. Yet his hand trembled slightly, and in the end, he withdrew it, not destroying the book.

He frowned slightly, his hand clenched into a fist against his forehead, as if pondering something extremely difficult.

Seven days ago, Edward Morgan was discussing with his confidant James Walker how to deal with those righteous cultivators who were calling for the destruction of their Xuanyuan Sect, when a thick book suddenly appeared in his hand. Edward Morgan’s strength is among the very best in the cultivation world; unless an immortal from the upper realm descended, no one could silently slip a book into his hand without him noticing a trace.

With such wariness, Edward Morgan did not destroy the book, but, enduring the title, opened the first page. What greeted his eyes were a few lines: [Due to too many plot bugs, the story is not accepted by readers. Therefore, a character with the highest popularity among readers has been chosen to personally verify the plot’s logic and make appropriate modifications.]

Because of this sentence, Edward Morgan immediately went into seclusion, spending seven days reading this book of over a million words from beginning to end, word by word, over and over again. With his powerful divine sense, after the first read he could recite it backwards, but he still reread it, pondering the meaning of every sentence.

After so many days, he still didn’t understand.

He understood every word and sentence, could even imagine the scenes and settings, but just couldn’t comprehend it!

This book tells the story of a man and woman whose love and hatred entangle them across lifetimes.

The female lead was an innate deity in her previous life, not cultivated after birth, but born with the world, a god by nature, in charge of disasters, responsible for spreading disease, calamity, and death among mortals. She sounds like an evil god, but in fact, it’s for the balance of heaven and earth: where there is life, there must be death; where there is death, there must be life; the cycle repeats, and only then is there a beginning and an end. She is absolutely fair and impartial, never targeting any particular race, passing countless years without joy or sorrow.

No one knows how many millions of years later, the innate deities fell one after another, and countless acquired gods appeared in the divine realm. These were humans, the most intelligent of all beings, who comprehended the Dao, drew the power of heaven and earth into themselves, and after enduring countless tribulations, gained the same power as the innate deities and ascended to godhood. The male lead was one of them.

The male lead is someone who takes the fate of all living beings as his own responsibility. After ascending to the divine realm, he learned that the female lead, one of the rare innate deities, was responsible for unleashing disasters. When he was human, he had heard that many natural disasters were her doing, so he kept trying to persuade her, hoping she would change her ways.

In her previous life, the female lead was as emotionless as heaven and earth; to her, the male lead was no different from the clouds in the sky, the birds on the ground, or the flies buzzing by her ear—at most, he was a bit noisy. She often used a silencing spell to seal his ability to speak and threw him beyond the thirty-third heaven.

But the male lead was persistent and determined. Every time, he would climb back, find a way to break the silencing spell, and continue to earnestly persuade the female lead to think of all living beings.

And so, after millions of years, the female lead’s destined tribulation arrived.

Even heaven and earth must endure the three disasters of wind, water, and fire, being destroyed and reborn countless times; so too must the deities. The female lead accepted her fate and faced the tribulation head-on, but unexpectedly, during her trial, the male lead appeared again.

The tribulation of an innate deity is terrifying. The female lead knew she was doomed this time; only by preserving her divine soul, reincarnating, and comprehending the Dao anew would she have a slim chance of survival. So before facing the tribulation, she left behind her divine core, sealing it in the cultivation world, so that when she retrieved it in the future, she could regain her power and return to the divine realm.

During the tribulation, just as the female lead was about to abandon her physical body and reincarnate, the male lead appeared and helped her block the lightning tribulation, sharing part of her ordeal. Both of them reincarnated together.

By the workings of fate, the female lead and male lead became karmically linked. After reincarnation, the innocent and naive female lead, upon joining her sect, felt as if struck by lightning the first time she saw the sect’s chief senior disciple. This “lightning strike” was Edward Morgan’s analysis based on the book’s description: “With just one glance, her whole body tingled, unable to look away or move her feet.” Having never experienced love, Edward Morgan believed that such symptoms could only be caused by a lightning strike.